The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The rain did not fall so much as it hovered, a suspended gray veil that turned the stone ramparts of the High Keep into something slick and treacherous, a place where gravity seemed to negotiate its terms with every footstep. Lord Thomas Ashworth stood at the center of the Great Hall, his armor polished to a mirror shine that reflected the flickering torchlight, making him appear less like a...

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